Murray State quarterback is dumb, $20 richer

Murray State quarterback Jeff Ehrhardt will see your prank and raise it.

Murray State quarterback Jeff Ehrhardt was charged with pushing a campus police officer and taking his ticket book. The athletic director called this “a prank gone bad.”

Ehrhardt, a 20-year-old sophomore, was arrested Wednesday and charged with second-degree robbery. He surrendered to the campus public safety office and returned the ticket book after a witness identified him.

The charge carries a potential prison term of up to 10 years.

According to the police report, Ehrhardt said he was bet $20 he wouldn’t take such action against the officer.

Pranks have changed a lot since we’ve been in college. We used to bet kids they couldn’t run through the quad naked singing Barry Manilow or try to trick a Washington State student into thinking they were smart.

Now it’s robbing cops at gunpoint dressed up as ex-presidents.

What? He just took his ticket book? And it was a campus cop? Up to 10 years in the clink? It’s a good thing he’s a superstar quarterback at a D-1 powerhouse.

Oh. Right.

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Wednesday sure sucked for Indiana

Eesh. Talk about a lousy day.

Wednesday did not treat the Indiana Hoosiers well, as anything short of the football stadium burning down pretty much happened to the IU athletic department.

First, Hoosiers coach Kelvin Sampson was accused of committing five “major” rules violations, which could cost him his job as soon as Friday.

Also, a report was published about three IU football players getting arrested over the weekend.

Police arrested Indiana wide receiver James Bailey and running back Demetrius McCray on misdemeanor disorderly conduct charges after complaints of loud music from their apartment.

A teammate, freshman linebacker Darius Johnson, also was arrested over the weekend on misdemeanor charges after police said he was found passed out in a residence hall stairwell and later struggled with medics inside an ambulance.

Not hard-hitting stuff, but still bad publicity.

Wednesday’s final fuck-you came when Wisconsin’s Brian Butch banked a three-pointer with 4.5 seconds left to give the Badgers a 68-66 win and put a knife in the Hoosiers’ back.

If athletic director Rick Greenspan polished off an entire bottle of Chivas Regal last night, who’d blame him?

Glen Rice beat the shit out of monster in wife’s closet

This is a few days old and monsters don’t actually exist, but former NBAer Glen Rice found himself in some legal trouble after he kicked the hell out of a man (likely nude) hiding in his estranged wife’s closet.

Former Miami Heat star Glen Rice was arrested Friday on a felony battery charge after police say he beat a man he found hiding in his estranged wife’s closet.

Rice went to the home of estranged wife Christina Rice and punched Alberto Perez several times, police said. Perez fled the home and called police. He received a cut to his forehead that needed nine stitches, police said.

Just like a scene out of The Last Boy Scout, an awesome ’90s shoot-’em-up with Damon Wayans as a washed up, coked-up former football star, Bruce Willis as a tired, disgruntled detective and Halle Berry as a stripper. (You get to see her cans, sorta. NSFW video action here!)

Anyway, Bruce Willis goes into his estranged (perhaps divorced?) wife’s house, talks to her, gets all detective-y, sees the toilet seat up in the bathroom, opens the closet, sees his best friend (or something like that) naked, knocks him around, and then said best friend gets blown up in a car by the bad guys.

The moral of the story? The guy who got his ass kicked by Glen Rice is going to get blown up by the bad guys from The Last Boy Scout.

Oh, and Rice’s wife is a total MILF. Why Glen ever let her become estranged boggles the mind. We’ll happily get our ass kicked by him to hump with her.

Andy Reid can’t control his kids

Just when you thought the roads were safe in the middle of the afternoon comes this disturbing tidbit:

Britt Reid, 22, of Villanova, failed a sobriety test in a store parking lot around 3:45 p.m. and was given a blood test, Assistant Police Chief Joseph Lawrence of Plymouth Township said.

Britt (ugh, girl’s name?) also struck a shopping cart. Sick. Fuck. Day-drinking has been a hobby of ours for the last, oh, 23 years. It’s pretty fun to get toe-up and then check your watch and realize your hangover’s starting at 4 p.m. But you can’t drive while day-drinking. Self control, man.

Andy Reid’s kids in trouble with the law sounds familiar, no?

Reid is free on bail pending sentencing in the Jan. 30 road-rage case, in which police said he brandished a handgun at another driver. He pleaded guilty last week to gun and drug charges and faces a possible six to 14 months in jail.

Reid’s 24-year-old brother, Garrett, faces at least three days in jail after pleading guilty last month to drug and traffic offenses. Garrett Reid admitted to using heroin the day he ran a red light in Plymouth Township and hit another car.

Andy Reid. Parent of the Year.

Duke loses lacrosse championship

How will the Blue Devils get over the loss?


Oh. Yeah.

Nate Newton would like to wish you a happy 4/20


You remember this, don’t you? Don’t you?

Vikes’ Griffin arrested; another takedown for the Fashion Police

You always hear about the “Fashion Police.” We haven’t met them ourselves, but are told they lack personality and won’t take bribe.

Seems though that Minnesota Vikings cornerback Cedric Griffin got a first-hand experience with fashion faux pas Sunday as he was arrested for not pulling up his pants. Yeah.

Two witnesses told KSTP-TV that the Vikings cornerback was thrown out of the Spin nightclub for not pulling up his pants. The club has a dress code requiring that pants not sag below the waist.

Whoa! Whoa! Hold up…he was sagging?! You can hang a motherfucker for that in Texas. Griffin got lucky in this case. Still, this is just another example of an athlete getting off with a slap on the wrist for a major offense.

We once wore brown shoes with black pants. After spending years in the clink, well, let’s just say we’ll never walk the same again…